Honkai Star Rail: I Created A Chat Group With The Aeons Chapter 99 99: See, She Even Has to Thank Us

[Leon: First line: Being a Herrscher ans you can't keep your driver's license.]

[Leon: Second line: Being a hacker ans you can't keep your accounts.]

[Leon: Horizontal scroll: I didn't cry or throw a tantrum.]

Leon casually tapped his screen, sending out a rapid-fire barrage of freshly minted stickers into the chat. Each image was a perfectly captured, high-definition chibi version of Silver Wolf in various stages of a complete ntal breakdown. One showed her biting her controller with teary eyes, another had her slamming her head against a keyboard, and the last featured her curled into a ball of pure despair.

To Leon, they were vivid, expressive, and absolutely adorable.

To Silver Wolf, Leon was nothing short of a devil incarnate.

Looking at the digital masterpiece of her suffering, Leon let out a thoroughly entertained chuckle.

Aha, naturally, found the entire spectacle downright hysterical. But it was Fuli who showed the most terrifying level of enthusiasm. The Aeon of Rembrance carefully recorded the exact conceptual mont of Silver Wolf's absolute breakdown, crystallized the sheer humiliation of it, and forged it directly into a brand-new Light Cone.

[Fuli has shared a Light Cone: Before the Tutorial Mission Starts]

[Leon: Before the Tutorial Mission Starts? No, man, is that na even appropriate for this?]

Leon stared at the exquisite, glowing projection Fuli had dropped into the Aeon group chat, montarily struck speechless. He had to hand it to Fuli—the craftsmanship was genuinely impeccable. The Light Cone shimred with a brilliant golden hue, radiating the unmistakable aura of a top-tier, five-star artifact.

Who would have ever guessed that the sacred mory sealed inside this majestic golden relic was just a gar girl crying and throwing a massive tantrum over her banned accounts?

[Elio: Um, allow to ask... what exactly does 'being a Herrscher ans you can't keep your driver's license' an?]

[Elio: Does it imply that Silver Wolf is prone to traffic accidents when piloting a spaceship?]

Staring at the couplets Leon had posted, the leader of the Stellaron Hunters couldn't hold back his genuine confusion. Elio understood the part about the hacker losing her accounts perfectly well. He was also painfully aware of the recent 'I didn't cry or throw a tantrum' incident that had echoed through their base.

But the Herrscher part? The driver's license? That completely bypassed his script of destiny. Did this an Silver Wolf was secretly terrible at flying their ship? Elio fell into deep, serious contemplation.

[Silver Wolf: What are you saying?! What kind of nonsense is that?! My spaceship piloting skills are top-notch, okay?!]

[Silver Wolf: Haven't you all ridden with before?! And in gas, my driving is absolutely superb!]

The hacker frantically fired back ssages, desperately trying to salvage whatever remained of her dignity.

[Leon: Heh, it's just an old .]

Leon grinned at his screen. When the ti was right, he absolutely had to get Caelus to cosplay as 'Old Traffic Cop Kevin' and recreate that infamous scene of a certain Herrscher's driver's license getting brutally revoked. He was entirely certain Caelus would be more than happy to play along for the bit.

[Leon: Alright, jokes aside, go play in Pier Point. I've kept all your account data backed up.]

[Leon: You can get it back.]

Well, who told him to be such a kind-hearted, generous soul? Giving the galaxy's greatest hacker a chance to recover her precious ga saves was practically an act of charity.

[Silver Wolf: Hmph! At least you did sothing decent for once!]

On the other end of the screen, Silver Wolf let out a massive, shuddering sigh of relief. Her shoulders slumped. She had been genuinely terrified that even if she breached the system to get her accounts back, she would just find all her data permanently deleted and formatted into the void. If that had been the case, recovering the accounts would have been entirely pointless.

Leon chuckled, leaning back in his chair.

See? She even had to thank him.

Riding the high of a thoroughly good mood, Leon shifted his attention. While communicating across the network with Herta's puppet and Screwllum, he casually dropped a few 'hypothetical' concepts regarding a new expansion for the Simulated Universe: The Swarm Disaster.

In truth, Leon didn't possess any deep, galaxy-brain technical knowledge on the subject. He was simply tossing out the conceptual roadmap he rembered from his past life. Even if he kept his mouth shut, it was only a matter of ti before these Geniuses arrived at the exact sa conclusions themselves.

"You even know about this?!"

The Herta puppet's chanical joints whirred as she leaned closer to the screen, her synthetic eyes widening in genuine shock.

The Genius Society mbers had indeed been tossing around the vague concept of simulating the ancient Swarm Disaster to study the Aeon of Propagation, but it was still in the earliest, ssiest stages of brainstorming. They hadn't even finalized the core algorithm yet.

"It's just a small idea," Leon replied, his tone breezy and completely unsurprised by her reaction.

According to his internal tiline, once the Xianzhou Luofu crisis wrapped up, the Geniuses would officially launch The Swarm Disaster expansion. Give it a little more ti, and the Gold and Gears DLC would follow. After the Penacony incident, Screwllum's Divergent Universe should be ready for deploynt, with the Unknowable Domain waiting in the wings right after.

Honestly, one had to admire the sheer, terrifying execution power of the Genius Society. Building pocket dinsions and simulating cosmic history was basically child's play to them.

"I truly did not expect you to possess such visionary talent in this field..." Screwllum's elegant, chanical voice humd with a mix of surprise and deep, calculating interest.

But of course, the one who found this revelation the most captivating was naturally Ruan i.

"If you already had this concept in mind... why didn't you tell first?"

Ruan i's voice drifted through the connection, smooth and seemingly devoid of emotion. Yet, when she learned from Herta and Screwllum that this brilliant structural concept originated from Leon, a very subtle, uncharacteristic ripple ford in the calm lake of her heart.

"Oh, it just suddenly ca to mind," Leon chuckled softly. "You're keeping the remnants of Tayzzyronth, The Propagation, just to investigate its mysteries, aren't you?"

He had originally just wanted to dump so extra workload onto Herta and Screwllum for his own amusent, montarily forgetting that Ruan i was a core developer of the Simulated Universe. The Swarm Disaster project was supposed to be her brainchild. After all, when it ca to the biological sciences and the study of Aeonic lifeforms, she was the undisputed authority among the four Geniuses.

In Ruan i's view, since Leon had this brilliant idea regarding her specific field of study, he absolutely should have co to her first.

Leon clearly perceived the slight shift in her tone. He understood exactly what that subtle possessiveness ant. And clearly, she had no intention of hiding it from him.

"Alright, don't be angry. It's my fault."

The digital call ended, and the scene shifted to reality. Leon stepped up behind Ruan i, wrapping his arms gently around her waist. He leaned in close, his breath brushing against her ear as he spoke in a low, soothing whisper.

He was, admittedly, feeling quite proud of himself.

When they first t, Ruan i's emotional feedback had been practically non-existent. While she wasn't entirely a machine, she always carried an impenetrable, clinical calmness. Everything was just an experint to her. But now? Now she possessed a distinct touch of human warmth, her perfectly still heart showing actual ripples of emotion—and all because of him.

"Fine."

Ruan i turned her face slightly toward him. A very faint, stunning smile hid within the soft cadence of her voice, though her tone carried an edge that left absolutely no room for negotiation.

"Then I want to... punish you."

What followed proved that Ruan i truly lived up to her legendary status as the ultimate Break Effect support.

The atmosphere in the room shifted, growing thick and intoxicating. The resonance of Overtone seed to hum in the air, setting a steady, rhythmic pace. The sweet, dizzying scent of Floral Incense wrapped around them, clouding the senses. The soft, frictionless slide of Water-Washed Silk brushed against heated skin, and the overwhelming, breathless bloom of Thanatoplum Rebloom pushed everything past the breaking point.

With her flawless, thodical assistance—wiping the taphorical zither, stroking the silken sleeves, playing with delicate hairpins until they fell away, and half-removing the gauze scarves to let them pool on the floor—Leon found his 'Break damage' significantly amplified the mont he entered the field.

The two lost themselves in the sensory haze, wandering through a private world of colorful silk, green smoke, and breathless whispers before the bronze mirror.

anwhile, on the frozen world of Jarilo-VI.

Over in Belobog, after several grueling days of effort, the Trailblazers' desperate struggle against the biting frost and the Supre Guardian was finally nearing its climax.

And at this exact mont, Leon quietly stepped out of the void, arriving on the scene completely unnoticed.

Instantly, the Aeon group chat flared to life. Aha and Fuli were practically vibrating with cosmic excitent.

[Aha: Anyone want to join in laughing at that massive blockhead Qlipoth later?! Ahahahaha!]

[Fuli: The cara is perfectly in place. I will capture the exact mont they obtain the power of Preservation. It will surely be a mory worth preserving for eternity.]

[Aha: Aha is already fully prepared to mock Qlipoth! Look at what you've 'Preserved', you giant rock! This is going to be just like mocking Nanook before!]

[Aha: @Nanook, you have company now! Are you happy?! Are you excited?!]

[Nanook:...]

[Nous: Boring little tricks...]

[Aha: @Leon, Lord Group Leader, should Aha help out later and drop a little Elation blessing on those two little Trailblazers?]

[Aha: I feel like Nous and Fuli could also drop a blessing on them together! What do you think of Aha's brilliant idea?!]

[Leon: Better not. I've already arranged the fun myself; don't go gilding the lily.]

[Aha: Wuwuwu, Aha is being shunned! Aha has lost all face... this is truly fun!]

Standing atop the snowy cliffs overlooking the Everwinter Monunt, Leon casually summoned a weapon into his grip. The air around him instantly warped from the sheer, terrifying heat.

He had already prepared the Judgent of Shamash.

Compared to laughing at the cosmic civil engineering bro, Qlipoth, Leon was infinitely more interested in seeing Old Yang's reaction. When Welt Yang saw the blazing, apocalyptic greatsword of Kevin Kaslana suddenly manifest on a random ice planet in another universe... the sheer, unadulterated PTSD on the older man's face was going to be absolutely priceless.

Hehehe.

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